#correction issue 3

[sugarbear2001]

Why are they standing coochie to coochie in front of a burning building? Smh I cant stand them.

[zaahvi]

GLORY TO THE RISEN GODS

[severalowls]

The greatest cure to imposter syndrome is having to interact with a coworker who is even worse at everything but definitely gets paid more.

The only problem is then you replace imposter syndrome with becoming some kind of joker.

[mewhenthhe]

“oh yeah i can fly….. and explode things…. move shit with my mind…and i physically cant drown or freeze or burn if i lock in enough… but…. like…. i dont have a mind reader ability that i can only use in a stupid government job so my life is useless sad face :(“

^life of a talentless or something

[sleepy-nights-sleepy-days]

i think the absolute best way to write ron is to make him so calm and easy-going and mellow (in his pov), especially in how he thinks abt himself, the epitome of "i'm just a chill guy :]"

and then you read the subtext/context/what's actually going on Outside his Head and suddenly he's being physically restrained from punching a bitch and getting into all-out public brawls that get them kicked out of stores

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[erizee]

obviously the lashing is a huge turning point in hickeys arc but honestly so is the carnevale. in ep 5&6 hickey is already recruiting people or trying to get on their good side, e.g. talking to hartnell about armitage, helping manson with the corpse, talking to pilkington at the carnevale & of course the rat wedding, but he has a central role in saving lives of several/all members of the expedition in both of those episodes too (hacking open the seal to get up on the deck to save blanky and cutting open the tent to save them all from the fire), and just one episode later he kills irving and dooms everyone. so i think the lashing made him go "FUCK command actually let's do our own thing when we get the chance", and the carnevale disaster made him convinced no plan of crozier's could EVER work, and everyone who sticks by him chose their "side" and if that leads to them dying its their own fault. his mutiny group is getting out of there no matter what so who cares if the bigger group (aka fools that still follow crozier to him) lost their chance at help?

[curufiin]

honestly i feel like what annoys me most about rop fans is that they get sooo mad if you don’t like their silly corporate show it’s strange. ur gonna be fine i don’t hate you i just dislike amazon and amazon backed products

[dieverwandlung1975]

medimops größte scam website im internet btw

[everytangbo]

“Read on a manuscript about a foreign stinging bush covered in tiny needle-like hairs, the slightest touch will embed the skin and inject a strong toxin, causing an intense pain that will intensify within 20 and 30 minutes after the contact. The needles will remain in the skin of the victim even for a year and touch in the affected area will trigger the release of the toxin. The victim will continue to suffer even months after the initial contact, and it’s likely that they will end up taking their own life.

I'm trying to get samples but I don't want to draw their attention to myself. It will be a future project, I suppose.”

“Hair needles are too big, but there must be a way to translate its mechanism into combat. Perhaps—"

[missing page]

[r0semultiverse]

Happy 4/13, here's the Deltritan or Satyr Equivalent to Dragon Ball for their species and civilization.

[lesbianwyllravengard]

Wyll calling Astarion ugly for eating a tadpole

[kittygawa--jr]

:/

[jopzer]

[angelsdean]

gif colors only looking correct on my square monitor from 2007 sure is something. like is this monitor better than every apple product screen? perhaps.

[stephantom]

I’d need to watch it again to confirm this, but I’m pretty sure that Thomas Becket is the only character who independently initiates touch with Henry?

There are plenty of people whom Henry touches, and it’s almost always possessive or threatening: the villager woman in the first flashback scene, the Saxon peasant girl (and possibly the old man? I think he prods at both of them with his riding crop), Gwendolen (holding her shoulders/neck), the French prostitute (kissing, leaning over, sitting on, slapping her butt), his sons (pushing and kicking them), the bishop (strangling), his barons (clutching onto one, tapping one’s head to indicate his vapidness), and Thomas too—(clasping his shoulders when he realizes Thomas is hurt, holding his hand to put on the chancellor ring).

Interestingly, I don’t think we ever see Henry touch or be touched by his mother or his wife. There’s the moment when he grabs/kicks their needlework, and later on he knocks all the plates off the table, possibly vaguely in their direction—so there are two physical interactions which are violent but still sort of… distant? And still the direction is just Henry to them (in terms of physicality, anyway—verbally, they do initiate conversations/fights with him).

Does anyone touch Henry? There are the monks who whip him in the end, but Henry has ordered them to do it. Likewise, there’s the servant/valet/page who begins to wipe him dry in the bath scene, but again, that’s someone performing a duty. Thomas Becket though, cuts in and takes over the drying, and the dialogue tells us explicitly that he’s not expected to do this, and doesn’t have to (“You’re a nobleman—why do you play at being my valet?”) but Becket seemingly wants to do it, and he knows Henry likes how he does it: enthusiastically, confidently, warmly, and freely (“No one does it like you, Thomas”). He towels Henry’s head, helps Henry put on his boots, and then casually uses Henry’s legs to push himself up to stand.

There’s the scene in Henry’s tent, after the French prostitute has left and the two of them are sitting on the bed: Becket sort of leans in and briefly clasps Henry’s arm where it’s lying in his lap, casually and warmly.

There’s also the getaway horse ride, where Becket is holding onto Henry, arms wrapped around him, and they’re both laughing and smiling. Henry’s shirt actually falls open a little and Becket’s hand winds up on his bare torso.

And then there are the thwarted attempts at touch, after the split: the two scenes where Henry accuses Becket of not loving him. Both times, Becket moves toward Henry and reaches out to touch him, and both times, Henry moves away and tells him to keep his distance.

They’re quick little things, but if they are actually the only instances of anyone touching Henry affectionately (or even of their own volition) that we see over the course of the movie, it does support an impression of Henry as fundamentally isolated—maybe there is truth to his claim that Becket is the only person who’s ever loved him.

What’s tragic is that 1) Henry doesn’t really know how to express love himself (see: Henry expressing nothing but violence and entitlement to everyone else around him, and even to Becket for the most part), and 2) Becket’s love, albeit huge in Henry’s world, is conflicted and unfulfilling—for both of them.

Becket might be the only person who’s dared to reach out to Henry and meet him on something close to a human level, and Henry loves him for it, but why does Becket do it? Part of it may just be an instinct of Becket’s to fulfill a need where he sees one, if he can, and if it benefits him. I think it’s so interesting that Henry seems obsessed with the question of whether Thomas really loves him, when it seems the truth might be that Thomas actually doesn’t know; maybe it’s an unanswerable, even nonsensical question to him. Like, what else could he do? I don’t know. “Insofar as I was capable of love, yes I did [love you].” But the fact that his last words, unwitnessed and private, are, “Poor Henry.” Fuck me up.

Ok, that last paragraph got away from me and now I can’t stop. Tempted to draw comparisons to “Beauty and the Beast” (this is a sad version where no magical transformation happens… unless you take a particular Catholic stance and consider that both of them maybe took real solace and meaning in Thomas being made a saint and that Henry maybe found real absolution through his penance).

I also want to compare all of this to “The Lion in Winter”, where it feels like, rather than a story about one lonely monster in a castle full of people he sees as objects, it’s a whole microcosm of traumatized and power-hungry people, reaching out for power and security and love and stabbing each other in the back, over and over. (Like, of course his mother and wife and kids have complex feelings for him—some of which involve love!) I think that depiction is better and less myopic, more true to life and probably a more accurate portrait of the historical figures involved (even when it comes to Henry and Becket—Becket was of that world too, after all), but I think I’ve rambled enough about all of this, so I’m going to end this post now. I’ll just say that there’s something nevertheless appealing about the boiled-down fairytale melodrama of “no one else ever loved me but you!”

[dunadaan]

trying to draw but on my period so instead I'm lying in bed facedown and quitting before I explode